Olu raised his eyes and frowned. It was seven minutes after ten O’clock in the morning. He called Shzumu.
“I have not seen him.”
“He will come. He is fear at a high velocity.”
“I called him… He said he was still sleeping then and did not want to be disturbed. It seems he is taking his wife’s life for granted. I will come and pick you now. We are going to my house. I will make him listen as you torture her.”
“Goodiment thinking sir.”
As Olu got up, his phone rang.
“I am sorry sir.” Devon said from the other end. “I am on my way. I have a flu and took drugs.”
“No, call me back in thirty minutes. I won’t be around.”
“Please sir…”
“Thirty minutes.” He said and switched off his phone. He was angry. Devon had to pay for taking him for a joke. His wife was going to feel the pains.
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